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Photo circa 1947, I always wanted to be a cowboy! Whether working for a short time on the historic Hansen Ranch in Jackson Hole as a young man, just out of the service, to working the stock at the Jackson Rodeo, it nurtured in me a love of the American Cowboy. From my home in Dubois,Wyoming. I look forward each spring to roundup time with my good Friend, John Sides. On his 20,000 acre cattle ranch in South Dakota, each year we relive what ranchers and cowboys have done since cattle were introduced to the west. Little has changed in a hundred years and the experience and camaraderie is all cowboy. The period of 1820 to 1880 on the western plains was the most colorful in American history. Unfortunately, I was born too late to experience it first hand.

Monday, January 3, 2011

Paying Respects

I have just about finished what I now call "Paying Respects". These cowboys as far as we know did not bury their friend but have come to say "goodbye" and "pay respects". If their friend died from a fall from a horse or shot through the heart we cannot know, but the grave will soon disappear from wind and weather and this may be the last time they will visit or even be able to find it. Only one horse has a rope but all three cowboys have guns, so maybe that tells us something.
I tried to keep the color tones somewhat somber. The computer picture is actually a little bright and the colors a little rich. I hope it works and you enjoy it.


  1. I was watching this progress Les. It is looking mighty fine

  2. Thanks Gary, I am glad you are checking in.